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In the Name of the Wayshower

Another reluctant poem for seekers and believers

Humbly mumbling my sorrow and shame
I ask for permission
to call Your true name:

Speaker of galaxies;
Mother of time;
Father of energy;
Breath of creation;
Matrix of living things
(deep love and real flesh and one earth to share);

Eternal soul in a person like me;
Born here but not from here,
Drawn by Your story, I come and I wait.

I wait in the moment; I wait in my onliness:
Waiting with all of us, humble and sorrowing
seeking You, following —

stumbling; following.

All of us, following: grieving and growing,
loving, believing, seeking your Way.

We are finding the way that the Wayshower leads us to
Sharing the work that the least of these need us to

Dreaming the dreams that lift sorrow and shame

For the people of truth
Who have come in…